Banana

by JustNewHere

Rating: everyone
Tags: Equestria Girls, Mystery, Random, Twilight Sparkle (EqG)
Length: 5008

Twilight Sparkle doesn’t understand

When Twilight Sparkle walked in CHS, she didn’t know what to expect. She couldn’t understand. All she knew, all she feared she knew was…

“Banana!”

Can I just say, in my opinion anyway, that the Random Tag is the most powerful tag in Fimfiction?

Published 2019-04-18 10:40:02 UTC
Last updated 2019-07-11 13:48:25 UTC

Banana na na banana

When Twilight Sparkle walked in CHS, she didn’t know what to expect. Figures, she decided to stop expecting anything remotely normal to happen in her daily life ever since attending CHS but still, it was a nice enough thought to delude herself with. Entering past the double doors, already she was greeted by a bizarre conversation. It began with Lyra and BonBon, the best friends of CHS and a conversation that Twilight honestly could not understand.

“Banana banana banana, ba banana ban ban,” Lyra said as she frowned at the other girl. Bon Bon huffed, turning away while pointing at Lyra. “Banana banana banana banana banana banana. Ban ban banana nana banana.” She snapped her fingers, ignoring the other girl’s tears as Bon Bon ended with a distraught, “Banana.”

Twilight watched as Lyra reached a hand out to the dual toned haired girl before cradling her hand to her chest and running away, muttering “banana banana banana” with tears running down her face.

Twilight blinked, before scratching her head. “What was that all about?” Shaking her head, she headed deeper inside and passed by multiple of her schoolmates who were, oddly enough, saying the same thing as well.

“Banana nana nan a banana,” Microchips excitedly uttered, waving at Twilight once the purple girl was near.

“I’m sorry, what are you saying?”

Her fellow genius tilted his head before grinning smugly, immediately to Twilight’s displeasure. Granted, she may have unknowingly made an enemy out of the boy when she transferred, challenging his genius status and receiving higher marks during her first weeks, which ended up into a silent rivalry ever since but she wasn’t intentionally looking for a rival to begin with. She didn’t know there was a hidden rule amongst eggheads that one shouldn’t correct another in public, she didn’t know and she read the rulebook to be sure!

Now, standing smugly before her, Microchips crossed his arms with a haughty look.

“Banana nana na,” he drawled, making Twilight scowl.

“I don’t understand what you’re saying.”

“Banana banana.”

Twilight pinched the bridge of her nose before glaring at the rival she accidentally made. “The fact that you’re just repeating that word made you lose some of my respect.”

Microchips shrugged as he inspected his cuticles. “Banana nana.”

Opening her mouth then closing it, Twilight shook her head and stomped away, ignoring the other’s mocking “Na na banana.”

She passed by another similar encounter, with Trixie and Maud.

“Banana banana banana nan a banana!” Trixie joyously proclaimed, raising her hand with a flourish. In contrast to the silver haired girl’s exuberance, Maud let out a monotoned, “banana.”

Twilight earnestly did not understand, further fueled when Trixie dropped her stance and curled in on herself with a blush.

“’Banana?’” She pointed her indexes together as she glanced shyly at the neutral girl.

“Banana,” Maud repeated, making Trixie blush hotter before turning away and hiding her face behind her cape. Maud’s eyes glanced at the staring bespectacled girl, offering a wave. “Banana.”

Eyebrows scrunched up together, Twilight made a move to speak before the stage magician shot up and yelled at the rock collector.

“Banana banana banana banana nana nana banana!” Trixie said, waving her hands with a heavy blush.

Maud blinked.

“Banana.”

Twilight decided to leave the two alone as Trixie once again flushed red and hid her face behind her cape.

“What’s happening to everyone?” Twilight asked, panic now rising. She passed by Snips and Snails who were snickering about something.

“Banana?” Snips asked, making Snails giggle harder.

“Ananab.”

Snips patted the other on the shoulder, nodding sagely. “Ananab.”

Twilight nearly knocked over one Flash Sentry in her haste to get to the band room. She knew her friends would be there, maybe they know what’s going on.

“Ba!” Flash started, wobbling a bit before he glanced at the other girl. “Ba nana?”

“I DON’T UNDERSTAND YOU!” Twilight hysterically cried, gripping her hair.

Flash Sentry raised a hand in a calming gesture. “Banana banana banana, bana na na ban.” Yet this further frustrated the teen. Groaning, she pushed herself off the boy and bolted out of there.

“Banana!” He cried out. When the purple girl didn’t return, he sighed and dejectedly placed both his hands inside his pockets.

Derpy came along to pat him on the shoulder before she offered a muffin, “Banana?”

Flash Sentry smiled as he took the offering. “Ban.”

“Ananab? Banana nana banana,” Diamond Tiara stated with a raised brow.

Silverspoon nodded, smiling mischievously. “Ananab nana a banana.”

The two girls spotted Twilight, hair growing slowly into a frazzled mess as she ran past them.

“Banana!” Silverspoon cried with a friendly hand wave but then dropped it when the older girl paid them no mind. Diamond Tiara stared after the girl, turning to her friend with a confused, “Banana nan a banana?”

Silverspoon tapped her chin in thought before shaking her head. This earned a face palm from the other girl before Diamond Tiara sighed and took out her phone.

Applebloom’s phone rang, startling the girl from her nap with a squeaked “Banana!”

The sound drew the attention of the school’s librarian. “Banana,” she hissed at the blushing girl before going back to what she was doing.

“Nana,” Applebloom muttered in apology before checking her phone. After reading the text, the girl’s pupils shrunk before slapping her head. Focusing, she shook her two friends awake.

“Banana?” Sweetie Belle uttered, rubbing her eyes. Scootaloo followed suit with a yawn.

The country girl showed her phone.

The remaining girls were silent for a moment but after they finished, Scootaloo tapped a finger to her head. “Banana na ananab?”

Applebloom shrugged. “Banana na ananab. Banana na Banana na banana nana na.”

Sweetie Belle placed a hand under her chin. “Banana a nana?”

The two girls nodded. “Nana banana.” This made Sweetie Belle look up again before her mouth formed an ‘o’ and then she blushed. She sheepishly turned to her friends. “Banana banana banana nan a banana na a banana na na.”

Both stared at her incredulously. Scootaloo shouted, “Banana na ananab!?”

“Banana!” The librarian hissed again, startling the three.

“Banana,” the CMC’s muttered in unison. As the strict librarian left them with one last glare, Sweetie Belle whispered, “Banana na Banana nana Banana.”

Applebloom nodded before she began typing in her phone.

Applejack boredly watched Rarity as she went over to each dress. She had been sitting there for some quite time now, staring as Rarity ran back in forth inside the band room and continued perusing each article of clothing.

“Nana,” the purple haired girl began as she held up a polka dotted one. “A nana?” she said as she brought up the striped one next. She turned expectantly at her friend, who replied with a dull, “Banana.”

Rarity scoffed, nose in the air as she replied, “Banana na banana banana.”

Applejack rolled her eyes. When her phone buzzed, she raised a brow once she read the text she got.

“Nana?” Rarity asked. The farmer scratched her head, saying, “Banana na banana nana Banana.” She tilted her friend at the fashionista. “Banana nan banana?”

Rarity matched the other’s confusion. “Banana?” She then tapped her finger against her chin before she exclaimed, “Banana! Ananab na banana banana na ananab.”

The farmer groaned. “Banana na banana nan a banana. Banana na banana na banana.”

Rarity then looked down, pointing her index fingers together as her cheeks heated up. “Banana na ananab banana?”

Applejack flushed red following the other’s statement before turning away. “Banana a na nana banana.” The farmer glanced up when a hand clasped with hers. Azure stared intensely at green.

“Na…banana ananab?” Rarity smiled yet a blush remained.

The other girl shyly smiled, leaning in unconsciously. “Banana ananab,” Applejack breathlessly stated, using her thumb to rub against the other’s hand before she looked up again. “Banana banana na banana.”

Eyelids drooping slightly, Rarity leaned in closer. “Banana.”

Applejack closed her eyes with a faintly muttered, “Banana.”

BANGG!

The two abruptly pulled away. They turned to where the sound originated and stared down at Twilight laying on the floor.

“Banana?” Rarity asked.

The young genius groaned before rubbing her head, accepting the hand that was offered and pulled herself up. When she saw the two, she smiled like a Pinkie and hurriedly hugged her two friends.

“OH YOU TWO HAVE NO IDEA WHAT I’VE BEEN THROUGH!” Twilight exclaimed, pulling them tighter. “I don’t know what’s happening with the students in CHS but I thought at first it’s some kind of prank but then I figured, why am I not part of it? Then I thought maybe you all were just pranking me but then I heard Mr. Cranky Doodle doing a lecture and he’s still using that accursed word! And I know he wouldn’t sacrifice a lesson just for some prank so I came here as soon I could but then I bumped into Bulk Biceps yet he wasn’t even helpful so-

“Banana,” Applejack stated, cutting the other off. When Twilight stared with her mouth hanging open, Applejack exchanged a worried look with Rarity before saying in a gentle manner, “Banana nan a banana.”

“Y-You said…” Twilight stammered, pointing a shaky finger at them, “Y-you s-said the w-word.”

Rarity raised both her hands, matching AJ’s gentle tone. “Banana nan a banana, banana ba bana banana.” She then gestured for the other girl to sit. “Banana na banana. Na na banana.”

Both girls jumped when Twilight stood up, tears streaming down her face.

“Banana?”

“WHAT’S HAPPENING TO YOU ALL?!” The purple girl then proceeded to hug herself.

Applejack stepped forward, hand ready to reach out to the girl before Twilight smacked it away. “No! What is wrong with you? What’s wrong with everyone? Why can’t I understand you!”

The farmer scratched her head. Rarity seemed to be mulling over something before she smiled and snapped her fingers. She turned to the apple farmer. “A banana na bana banana.” Green eyes blinked before she smiled, nodding in agreement. She pulled out her phone and opened her messages. She did a little swiping before she stopped with a satisfied, “Ban!”

At the purple girl’s startled jump, AJ smiled sheepishly before showing Twilight the text.

Only to catch the phone soon after when Twilight dropped it with a frustrated, “I CAN’T EVEN UNDERSTAND YOUR MESSAGES!”

At the outburst, Rarity stepped forward, wagging her finger in a scolding manner before she adopted a lecturing tone, “Na na banana baba na na!”

“I can’t even feel guilty for what you’re lecturing me for!” Twilight shouted in reply.

Both girls stared sadly at her.

Twilight then straightened up. “That’s it. I think I know what’s wrong.”

Applejack and Rarity exchanged a glance.

“I might have trapped myself in a nightmare. That’s it. I remember now. Last night I refused to eat my fruits when my mother told me to, but I was in a hurry, I was almost close to a breakthrough with my spectrometer Mk. V.” The young genius paused when she felt disapproving eyes on her. She briefly froze before reminding herself that this was just a nightmare, no matter how eerily accurate the Applejack before her could do the “Raised brow of Guilt.” It almost felt like the real one.

Gathering her resolve, Twilight continued while she paced. “That in mind, I locked myself in my lab and refused to come out except for bathroom breaks.” She wracked her brain. “I got out for my scheduled break twenty-one but when I opened the door. My mother was there, giving me the saddest look I’ve never seen her give me before and lo and behold clutched in her hands,” She whirled around, startling the two as she pointed at them. “There was the banana I refused to eat!”

Two pairs of eyes stared, unimpressed, at the girl.

Amethyst eyes blinked before Twilight shook her head. “Right right, preposterous.” Then she froze, slowly backing away. “Or…that’s what you two wanted me to think.”

Scratching her head, Applejack stepped forward. “Banana-

“No! You banana!”

All pairs of eyes blinked.

Blushing, Twilight looked away as she muttered to herself, “It’s useless arguing with Nightmare Applejack. I need to find a way to wake up.” She pinched herself but she remained where she was.

“Come on, wake up!”

Rarity sighed, pressing a hand against her forehead before turning to the farmer. “Banana nana banana na?”

Applejack toyed with her Stetson, shrugging helplessly with a muttered, “Banana. Na na banana nan a ban.”

“Nan a ban?” The purple haired girl asked, unsure.

A shrug before a worried, “Na na banana nan a banana.”

Guiltily, Rarity glanced one last time at Twilight who was pinching herself red before taking her phone and began hurriedly texting out a message.

Banana nab a banana: Banana na banana ba nana banana

Ananab a Banana: Ba ba nana banana?

Banana nab a banana: Banana.

Ananab a Banana: Baba nana,

Rarity took one last worried glance at Twilight who was now slapping herself and resisting Applejack’s help, before sending her last text.

Banana nab a banana: banana.

Banana?!

Twilight slowly opened her eyes with a groan. Sitting up, she rubbed her head before looking around. She eyed the bed she was sitting on and slowly checked under the sheet before sighing in relief. One couldn't be too sure anymore with the state she's in. Amethyst eyes glanced at the familiar small clinic room of CHS, wondering what happened.

A light throbbing against her temple helped jog her memory.

Note to self, never try to get out of Applejack's headlock again. Just bring a taser next time.

Twilight scowled as she recalled the incident but then that still doesn't explain why everyone has been uttering that accursed word. She eyed the empty chairs, also wondering why no one seemed to be in here. Shouldn't they know not to leave a patient even?!

"Don't tell me it was all just a nightmare?" The bespectacled girl moaned.

"Banana na," a voice stated.

Twilight buried her head in her hands. "Nevermind." With a resolute sigh, she gathered all her strength and faced the source of the voice standing by the doorway. She fought a relieve sigh escaping her lips at the sight of Sunset, mentally reminding herself that while the appearance was the same, whatever came out of its mouth was where the similarities ended.

Sunset simply smiled, not minding the lack of response as she casually sat on the unoccupied chair.

Twilight gripped the sheets closer, further stiffening when Sunset took hold of her left hand.

Ha! Nice try imposter, the real Sunset always go for my right hand! Granted maybe now it's more for convenience-dammit brain!

Sunset rubbed soothing circles against the purple girl's hand, not taking her cyan eyes off the stiff form. "Na na banana?"

Twilight shook her head. She refused to say anything let alone look at the other redhead, already knowing she wouldn't be understood or even acknowledge the fact that something was clearly wrong with everyone here. A terrifying thought suddenly came up.

Wh-What if she was the only one capable of talking normally?! What if somehow everyone was infected with some sort of virus or even Equestrian magic that caused them to be like this and she was the only hope in actually saving everyone?! What if it was permanent and no cure?!

"Ban Banana nana bana," Sunset murmured urgently, rubbing more gentle circles on Twilight's hand. Red brows knitted in concern when the girl seemed to be on the brink of a panic attack. The redhead then rubbed the young genius's hair, letting out soothing murmurs that Twilight still tearfully could make out syllables relating to banana.

Twilight wretched her hand free as she cried, trying to swallow a frustrated sob.

Cyan eyes could only glance helplessly.

If the purple girl wasn't preoccupied, she would have noticed Sunset opening her mouth as if to say something but a glance to the school's doors stopped the former pony.

"I hate this!" Twilight growled as she roughly rubbed her tears away but more flowed freely. "If this turned out to be some kind of prank in the end then I'll really scream Sunset Shimmer! This is just cruel! Why are you doing this?" Teary amethyst eyes pierced Sunset's heart as they sadly bore into cyan. "Is this CHS's way of kicking me out?" Purple hands gripped the bed sheet like a lifeline.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Sunset's body shook before she furiously turned her head and gripped the other's shoulder. "You did nothing wrong Twilight Sparkle!"

The words echoed inside the empty room, as Twilight stared with wide eyes. "Did you just...okay." The tears were now gone as shock replaced sadness.

Sunset sagged as if that single act tired her out but before she could utter more, the doors burst open and three hooded figures walked in.

"What's going on?!" Twilight exclaimed, just as Sunset stood in front of her.

The hooded figure in the center raised a gloved hand, pointing at Sunset as it uttered an angered, "Banana ananab ban ana!"

Sunset just shook her head defiantly. "She has nothing to do with this war! Tell the Banana Supreme to let her go!"

The second hooded figure sadly shook its head. "A nana banana ananab."

Twilight worryingly glanced at the quivering fist of her friend. Whatever this one said, it angered her friend as Sunset growled out, "Well I don't care if I disappointed her. Nothing is worth hurting my friend!"

The third figure stepped forward, hand reaching inside its cloak.

Sunset held out a hand to shield Twilight but the action from the hooded person merely caused the purple girl to raise a brow in disbelief.

"Seriously, a banana?"

But Sunset seemed to take the threat more seriously once the two figures brought out their own fruits.

"Twilight, when I give the signal I want you to get out of here as fast as those unused legs can run."

Not seeing the offended look, Sunset focused her attention on the approaching three. "Once you reached your stamina threshold, and I know you won't be making that far anyway-

"Hey!"

-find Luna. Tell her 'The banana has been split' she knows what it means."

"Is everything going on right now seriously has something to do with this damned yellow fruit?!

"Trust me," Sunset hissed in return as the first cloaked one who had spoke brandished the fruit in a threatening manner.

Twilight huffed as she prepared to bolt. "I'm starting to hate bananas now."

Sunset chuckled. "Me too Twi, me too."

Silence permitted the room as the redhead stared down the three people blocking the only exit. Sunset tensed, throwing one last glance at the annoyed face of her friend before she lunged with a shout of "Now! Run! Use those noodle legs to try and escape a short distance from-

"I got it Shimmer!" Twilight said with a barely masked tone of offense as she ran out of the clinic, not looking back. Either due to annoyance or simply desperation she couldn't tell. She finally had some answers and she was somewhat glad she didn't go insane at least.

"Does running away from three hooded figures armed with bananas count as sane though?" Twilight found herself asking out loud before she shook her head and turned left down a hall. She could spot the Vice Principal's office now. Good, begrudgingly she could already feel the strain on her legs. She passed by a window overlooking the school's backyard only to back track a second later to stare at the utter monstrosity outside.

"What the heck is that?!" Twilight exclaimed as she eyed the giant statue of the accursed fruit. What's more baffling was that her classmates were the ones building it. The stone structure seemed to tower the same height as the school and she could even spot a few yellow cans being readied by the art club. Tables were arranged and assorted by, you guessed it, bananas all in varying degrees of presentation and sizes.

"Bananas are still bananas," Twilight growled as she glared hatefully at the things. Her anger ebbed away when she shockingly spotted Fluttershy and Pinkie Pie arranging the fruits with smiles on their faces. Her thoughts suddenly went back to Applejack and Rarity and she wondered if they were unwilling supporters like Sunset or really faithful banana supporters like the two pinkettes.

Questions, so many questions and yet not enough answers. Twilight glared at the statue with newfound determination. She jogged towards the VP's office door and banged as hard as she could.

Once the door opened a smidgen, a cyan eye peaked out in suspicion.

Twilight matched the gaze with a determined glint as she stated, "The banana has been split."

The eye blinked before the door opened fully. Vice Principal Luna appeared decked in full hardened shell attire, like some kind of pineapple inspired armor. Twilight stifled a groan at the sheer absurdity of her situation just as the older woman let out a competitive grin.

"Indeed it has."

Author's Note

...and the banana thickens...

Ananab

Twilight gripped the glass of pineapple juice tightly, trying not to lose control of her anger. She knew it wouldn’t help her situation but darn it all she was so mad! Huffing, she set the glass down, not wanting to break it (although she was getting there) and glared hotly at the Vice Principal who just finished explaining the bizarre situation.

“You mean to tell me that because of some dumb competition related to Nutrition Month, that Principal Celestia kept on winning the previous ones, the entirety of CHS had a day dedicated to speaking in banana and celebrating said fruit?!”

“Bananash, the language that Celestia had the students speak for today. It’s Bananash.” Luna corrected as she calmly took a sip of her own pineapple juice.

“Banana,” Twilight swore, not even minding the pointed look shot her way as she waved her arms in frustration, “and to make things more complicated, the only way either of you could win is if you somehow convinced the new student to side with you?”

Luna set down her glass. “And steal the trophy from the last competition’s winner.” She clenched her hand into a fist as she muttered, “which I will win this time.”

“This is crazy!” Twilight shouted, before slumping back into her chair. “But more importantly, why wasn’t I told any of this!?”

“Make no mistake Twilight Sparkle,” Luna began as she eyed the other with an apologetic frown, “it’s tradition to not let the new student become aware of such things until the awaited day come and even then, wondercolts could only do nothing but go about their day.”

“And completely freak out the new student too, I bet,” Twilight muttered bitterly.

Luna managed a small smile. “I can see how upsetting that must have been but do know, if I was the winner, I would not subject any of the students to this convoluted culture.”

Twilight nodded before she stared with unimpressed amethyst orbs. “That doesn’t mean I’m siding with you.”

At this, the vice principal frowned. “But you have no choice. Sooner or later, you will embrace your title as the Ananab as Sunset inevitably did.”

Twilight groaned before she sighed and sharply asked, “and what does that mean?”

“Ananab, ‘the Chosen’ or simply ‘One who is chosen’ if my translation’s correct,” Luna stated as she flipped the pages of a brightly yellow covered book with a frustrated huff. “Honestly, to publish a dictionary even. Celestia’s milking her victory for all its worth.”

The bespectacled girl allowed her eye to lightly twitch before she pinched the bridge of her nose. “Okay, so say that you do win this time. What would you do differently?”

Grinning, Luna aptly threw the dictionary away and brought out blueprints. Granted she first blew away the dust that gathered and few cobwebs before she unfurled it across her desk. “First of all, I would have the students make their own pineapple juice stand. Like a lemonade stand but only the proceeds will be used as funding for future school event projects, school trips, and clubs.”

Twilight nodded her head, liking the idea so far.

“Then, when it’s not used for consumption, I propose it’ll be intended for decorations. Of course, I will have a meeting with the head of the arts and crafts club but I’m confident it’ll be something they can handle without strict supervision.”

Again, Twilight nodded along. Maybe siding with Luna would be better than siding with Celestia.

“Of course, there is an opportunity to brew poisons from unripe pineapples, just in case some nefarious evildoer decided to interfere with our celebration, but I would like to volunteer my sister as a test subject for that. Serves her right for hoarding that trophy for so long.”

Welp, never mind.

Twilight cleared her throat to butt in, stopping the elder woman’s frightening train of thought. “Vice Principal Luna, I can honestly say that I like your ideas (except the poison one) and I can see now that with you in charge, it’ll benefit CHS and by extension, everyone’s sanity, more as well.” She offered a purple hand, to which Luna enthusiastically shook.

When it was done, another question came to Twilight’s mind. “So, if Sunset was the last Ananab, then why did she tell me to find you? Shouldn’t she be like, the second-in-command in this crazy day?”

Luna smiled sadly. “She managed to see the corruption within the Banana Supreme and prior to this day, she sought me out and we made a truce.”

“And by Banana Supreme, I guess you mean Principal Celestia?” Twilight stated with an unimpressed expression before it morphed into confusion when the vice principal shook her head.

“The Banana Supreme is no sister of mine.” She raised a dramatic fist, closing her eyes in frustration. “I have unfortunately lost her to the temptation of power. I’d go and say that she completely went bananas upon the proclamation of her new laws.”

Twilight rolled her eyes but said nothing.

Luna, oblivious to the other’s action, turned as she gripped the picture depicting her and her sister and stared at the smiling face of the latter with a sad frown. “That is what’s at stake here. This war, this ‘dumb competition’ as you stated, goes beyond my desire to win-

The elder woman turned to Twilight, dropping her dramatic aura for a moment, to say, “and I do love to win.” She returned to staring at the framed picture.

-but I also wish to see my sister returned to me…and if she happened to admit that pineapples are better than bananas, that is simply a bonus.” Luna placed the picture down. “But, above all else, I do wish to end her tyranny, and bring forth a new celebration of peace, one that does not require a person to converse using her made-up language and ‘freak out’ the new student.”

The last part caught Twilight’s interest. “So, you’re saying, that with you winning this time; you’ll completely end this competition? Just like that, never again?”

Luna nodded. “Never again. Unlike the Banana Supreme, I know when things have gone too far.” Luna narrowed her eyes. “And this goes beyond the boundaries of ‘too far.’”

Twilight huffed, processing everything that was said to her. Really, all of this was just absurd!

“But,” she thought as she finished her glass of juice, “by siding with Luna, I can end this all. If we manage to steal the trophy, we can get everything back to normal.” Amethyst orbs stared determinedly at desperate cyan ones as Twilight stood up.

“Okay, what do we need to do?”

Vice Principal Luna smiled, nodding with a silent ‘thank you’ to the younger before turning serious once again. She brought out another set of blueprints, before she opened a small notebook. “First things first, we need more recruits.” She clicked her pen open, writing on the paper. “Luckily, Sunset and I managed to find students who share the same grievances as us.” The elder woman then pursed her lips. “But unfortunately, they’ve been discovered and captured before they were taken in to be Re-Bananad, which could prove to be difficult in breaking them out undetected.”

Twilight matched the elder woman’s expression before she tapped a finger to her chin in thought. Drat, with just the two of them, the chances of success were smaller, no doubt about that. If the rest of the school were proud supporters of the Banana Supreme, then stealing the trophy (that she could only guess was hidden somewhere near said crazy tyrant) would be harder than she thought.

Unless they have help.

Nodding, the bespectacled girl came to a decision. “Alright, then we need to save the captured anti-bananas.” Twilight paused before she groaned. “I feel like I lost a lot of IQ points just by saying that.”

Luna smiled empathically. “You’ll get used to it. Trust me.” She then pointed to the blueprints. “I have been gathering where they could be keeping them, but it’ll be harder to enter and considering that everyone knows you’re ‘Ananab’ and I’m ‘Bananad’ we’re painting ourselves a huge target if we simply walked in.”

Crossing her arms, Twilight mulled the elder’s words over. She found herself peeking through the smidgen of a view of the courtyard through the blinds until her eyes spotted the same three hooded figures from before dragging a struggling Sunset.

A very dumb idea came to mind, one that not even Twilight minded that she concocted.

“I know of a way we can get in, but we need to use unripe pineapples.” She smiled madly as calculations and measurements appeared in her mind’s eye, fueled further by the desire for a little payback. “Lots and lots of unripe pineapples.”

Author's Note

Hell hath no fury like a purple smart bananad.